The Road Less Traveled

I am someone who is very happy with the way my life has turned out.  I have occasionally wondered how things would have differed had I taken the “other” path when I have reached certain forks in the road.  An example would be going away to college…would I have been successful? Attained the DVM designation I dreamt of as a child? Would I have crashed and burned and come home?  It’s just one of those things I wonder about on occasion.

I’ve come to some other realizations this week. These realizations have answered some of those occasional thoughts.  Some of the realizations have been sad, and some OK, but above all they have reinforced that the path I traveled was the “right” path then and it’s still the right path today.  Again the Cosmos hits me smack upside the head and says, “See, everything works out for the best, regardless of whether you realize it or not”…don’t know why I still occasionally question it…but I do. LOL

A Small Town Halloween

pumpkinsHAPPY HALLOWEEN FROM “SMALL TOWN” NORTH DAKOTA!!

Halloween in Mott is very different than what I am used to. The local weekly paper that comes out every Monday came out last week with an odd boxed blurb on page 2:

Trick-or-Treating from 4pm to 6:30pm (or after the football game) Dinner to follow for those in costume at the High School Cafeteria

Hmmm…I didn’t quite follow this so I asked a local what the heck it meant.

Here in Mott, the town kind of determines when trick-or-treating will take place.  This way it can been done before it gets too dark or too cold…then the Women’s group feeds anyone who wants to dress up and come over.

This way, Brian was still working, but I could feel safe sending David on his merry way cuz it was light outside and I could sit on the porch giving out candy to the kids who came our way.  Since we are on the North and East edges of the city limits, we mostly got traffic from those kids who live around us.  Another nice thing about the prescribed T-or-T time is that just about EVERYONE is home handing out candy during that period…we are talking 2 1/2 hours here…we gave out candy for a lot longer than that in Vegas and in So Cal.

David is getting to the point where he is losing interest in T-or-Ting…He walked around for about a half hour then came and home and gave out candy.  Next year he only wants to give out candy…he says today…we will see if he still feels that way a year from now.

Reconnecting (or “Why I Love Facebook”)

Since moving to North Dakota, it’s been fun using Facebook.  It’s been a way to stay in touch with friends from Vegas…BUT…More importantly, it’s been a means to reconnect with childhood friends.

I’d written, on this blog, about how much I would really love to reconnect with my friends that grew up on Murietta Avenue with.  Facebook has allowed that to happen and I couldn’t be more thrilled.

First, Angela found me.  She found Porter first, then through his friend’s list she found me.  She is a married Mom of 2 adorable little boys.

Through Angela, I’ve been able to find another friend, Roxanne.  Roxanne had moved to Valencia after her Mom passed away…we stayed in touch then…but after she married Tim (also from Murietta Avenue) we drifted apart.  She and Tim had one son, divorced and now Roxanne is remarried with a little girl.

Through Angela, Jean found me…I just spent an hour on the phone with her.  It’s so nice to hear her voice.  I think I was closest to Jean and her sister Rachel growing up.  I thought of them more as little sisters.  Their brother David and my brother Porter were also very close…often, David, Jean, and Rach were invited to our house for get togethers, bbq, 4th of July…when ever Porter or I were allowed to invite a friend to an event, it was one of the three of them.

It’s so good to connect to your past thru shared memories with those who were important to you.  Something I hope I am able to instill in David is to maintain those connections…hold them dear, and treat them like gold, you don’t know how much those relationships will mean to you as you grow older.  I really wish I had done a better job of keeping those connections…thank goodness for Facebook and second chances.

David’s Random “Funny”

David was climbing into bed so we could study for his Social Studies test the other night. As he is climbing up onto the bed he says:

“Oops, my butt cracked and air leaked out!”

Shortly there after I got a whiff of the air that leaked out…it was what another friend used to call a “silent giant”…EWWWW!!!

Car Shopping…North Dakota vs. Nevada

NewTruckBrian with his “Sassy” new to us, Ford truck.  His color choice would have made his Dad proud, LOL!

OK…Car shopping in North Dakota is completely, COMPLETELY, different than shopping for cars in Nevada.  I think we purchased 6 vehicles over the 18 years we were in Nevada.  Those that we purchased from dealerships (all but one) involved all kinds of games with the sales person…can’t get a straight answer on the price of the car you are looking at, can’t/won’t work with you, want to hold your car keys/title, etc.

We got to the dealership in Bowman at 10am.  Brian had done some poking around the dealerships online inventory.  We looked at the used cars on the lot, so Brian had an idea of what vehicle(s) he wanted to look at.

The sales rep, Josh, talked with us about the vehicles we were interested in…he wrote down the year, model, mileage, and their price…then he went to the key box and handed us the keys for the four vehicles we wanted to look at further, and told us, “Here, go have fun, check them out, test drive them, and come back when you are done.”

HUH???  He doesn’t want to accompany us on the test drive? He doesn’t want to see our Driver’s License? He doesn’t want to hold the keys to my car until we return?  WAIT??? YOU ACTUALLY TRUST US????  WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU???

Josh was cracking up! He said, look, this is a small town, I have a limited customer base and I have to be able to look these people in the face after they complete their purchase…we don’t play games around here.

Brian and I test drove the cars and just as I suspected, he had already chosen his car before he ever sat in it.

We returned to the dealership, having already checked the Kelley Blue Book on the car (Thank God for Blackberries)…and the price they were quoting us was $100 (yes, one hundred) over what the Blue Book price was.

Brian and I decided to finance half the cost of the car, so we didn’t have to deplete our savings totally! Their finance company didn’t want to finance it because of the vehicles age and mileage.  So in the midst of dealing with this, the dealership owner walked in (we thought he was another salesrep!) and said to tell the finance company that they, the dealership, would co-sign the loan (?!?!?!?)…well we got our loan! LOL!

Yep, buying a car in North Dakota is COMPLETELY different than buying one in Las Vegas…and you know what…I would go back to that dealership in a HEARTBEAT!!!!

Bye Bye Hunters

PheasantDoes it make me a bad resident to be glad to see the hunters leave? The bad thing is that they are checking out early because we are having unseasonable weather and they are afraid of some huge storm rolling in and they would be unable to get home.

I realize that they bring money to town when they come for hunting season, specifically pheasant hunting season.  Some of these guys scare me though…it’s like they check their brains at the door.  Add to that the fact that they are carrying GUNS!

Here is an example.  One of the houses across the street from me is a rental…specifically for hunting season. The owner lets his son and nephew live in it the rest of the year, but for hunting season they have to vacate.  So 4 Suburbans pull up about a week ago.  Each carrying one older male and at least one dog.  So there about 6 dogs staying across the street…which I don’t have a problem with, until the owners of said dogs walk them across the street to my property or my neighbor’s property to toilet them.  I happened outside while this was happening one time and the guy just looked at me and said “Oh do you live here”…Hmmm…House (check), Lights on (check), Vehicles parked in front of house (check)…”YEAH!”. “Oh” he says and proceeds to take his dogs next door. DUMBASS!

Then there was the time that I pull up to the intersection of 2 highways and it’s blocked (in both directions mind you) by several out of state vehicles.  The owners of the vehicles were standing outside the vehicles looking at maps, comparing guns, chit-chatting…completely oblivious that they were blocking people, residents, from where they needed to be.  They also don’t seem to be able to read signs that say, “Private Property” and “No Hunting”.

It’s like they think we all arrived to care for them and that we leave to live elsewhere once hunting season is over.

I worry about my friend’s whose livelihood benefits from hunters…but silently I am glad to see them leave.

Starting to feel like North Dakota doesn’t like us.

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Well it was a crappy Monday…A crappy Monday to beat all crappy Mondays!

Brian had his first Monday off in months.  He had planned to go to work and put on the new tires he’d ordered for his truck.  While his existing tires weren’t bald, the tread had worn down and he was driving on the full size spare since the Summer.  Basically these tires had 50K miles on them and were due for some new ones.

Since he was headed in that direction, I had him take David to school so I could sneak in a few extra ZZZZZZ’s.  Only once they left I couldn’t fall back to sleep so I headed into the bathroom to start my morning routine.

I’d been in the bathroom a while when I heard Brian’s voice…”Pammy, get out here we need to talk”.  OK, not sure about you, but when my husband says, “we have to talk”, I get nervous…like he does when I say it.  From inside the bathroom I said “What?”.  “Come out here!”, he says. I go out where he proceeds to tell me he rolled his truck down what I now know is a 30 foot snow covered embankment.

OK, when Brian is home on a day off, he loves to needle me a bit…so I responded with “Bullshit, how’d you get home!” as I start walking out to the front windows…guess what, no truck outside…then I look at his face! Ashen is a good word, he looked like he’d seen a ghost and he was shaking.

“OH MY GOD, are you OK?” He said he was, but I think he was in shock.  I called the Sheriff, Sara, to report it and he told me the story.

Brian was taking David to school.  At the 4-way stop where the highways cross, he had a hard time getting the truck started moving forward after the stop. His truck is rear-wheel drive and there was nothing in the back of the truck to help the rear wheels make contact with the road. He proceeded around the corner to drop David off at school then went around the block and back to that 4-way stop only this time he was going to turn left and head to where he works.

Once again he had a hard time getting the truck moving from the stop.  As he crept toward New Leipzig, he traveled Hwy 21 where it goes down following the lay of the land then back up the other side.  He was creeping up the hill when he started to drift to the right and once that front passenger tire clipped the road…the back end slid out from under him and he rolled down the embankment resting on the hood just before the river.

Poor guy, thankfully he was belted in…he just white-knuckled the steering wheel and rode through it. The driver and passenger windows popped out during the roll.  Brian managed to get unbelted and climb out of the window and then had to climb up the snowy embankment.  Once he got to the top several cars were stopping, one man, the bank manager, got Bri in his car and brought him home.

You would think the story would end here…but it doesn’t…it gets worse! Brian is fine, thankfully! Just a few bruises and some stiffness where the seatbelt was.  The sheriff had the truck pulled out and dropped off behind the house here.  We called AAA, our insurance carrier…a company that has always been there for us. My parents only ever had AAA insurance.  While filing our claim we find out our policy had LAPSED!

Unbeknowst to me or Brian, we were uninsured and had been since 9/10! Here it was a month after the fact and no insurance.  How did this happen???

AAA says that they sent us a letter back on 8/10 saying that they were not going to continue covering us after the current policy ended on 9/10.  The reason: because I didn’t have a ND driver’s license.

Now, back in August, life was frustrating cuz I was anxious to get out of the rental! Because there was so little to do, I’m SURE I would have remembered getting a letter from AAA stating this…and knowing how I am I would have jumped all over it.  I don’t recall this letter…can’t find it in ANY of my AAA paperwork…NOTHING! Regardless of any of that, they say they sent it…and that’s it! End of discussion, we are hosed!

Here is the Silver Lining…and trust me, I had to work to find the Silver Lining…but there is one and it is this: Thank GOD that the accident occured with the vehicle that was paid off, and that no other vehicle/person/property was involved, and that it alerted us to the fact that we were currently uninsured…something that was rectified before anyone got into a car.  The alternative(s) are just to scary to consider.

So things happen for a reason…we don’t always know the reason at the time…we do in this case, and it was a doozy!

Needless to say, we are in need of a vehicle, preferably a 4 wheel drive…if you know of any, let me know.

Can you say, “Cozy”?

cozyJust couldn’t resist snapping a picture of the puppies, snuggled up in front of the fire.

We had been unable to get our fireplace started…But then we haven’t had any heat either. Did I mention the temp has been in the 20’s? Hmmm…I might bit cold for the furnace not to be working.

Brian initially thought it was the thermostat that was trashed…so I went to Walmart to buy on of those digital programmable ones like we had in Vegas. Brian was up early because he was cold and changed out the thermostat…the furnace still wasn’t working worth a damn.

So, we got on the phone and called the local heating guy. Kent said it would be about an hour but he would be over.  He spent the better part of 5 hours looking for the problem! (shit, I’m going to hate getting that bill!) Kent finally got up on the roof of the house to discover the furnace vent had a gap that allowed the exhaust to back in the fresh air intake…no oxygen, no flame, no heat!  Which means it’s something that the place we bought the house from has to fix…only they are closed until Monday with forecasted temp ranges from 14-24 degrees.  CCCCCOOOOOLLLLLDDDDDD!!!!!

Thankfully Kent and Brian figured out a way to get fresh air to the flame, but it means keeping the back door open…which kind of sucks…but at least the furnace is running…but we don’t dare run it at night when we are sleeping for fear of Carbon Monoxide poisoning.

While Kent was here though…he was able to get the fireplace working and hook up the blower so we could use the fireplace to heat the family room.

When I first walked in this house and saw the fireplace, I had one of those romantisized visions of the dogs warming themselves at the hearth…today it happened…and I had to capture it.  It’s not a great picture, you can see I haven’t put the fireplace back together and color is off because I didn’t have a flash unit handy, but it’s my puppies, and they are parked on old pillows, in front of the hearth…happily snuggled together and warm.  Awwwww!

Have I mentioned, I love my house!

Quietude

QuietI’d been reading last night…long after everyone had gone to bed. My eyes got drowsy and I found I was reading the same paragraph over and over. Definitely time to go to bed.

I called, softly, for the dogs…knowing that if I didn’t take them out one more time, they would wake me to go out shortly after my lids closed.

I threw on my slippers and jacket, opened the doors and reminded the dogs to hurry…it had been so cold today with the wind blowing I had just assumed it was still that cold.

While the dogs trotted off around the corner of the house, the stillness of the scene hit. The only light came from my porch light and a couple of street lights. Everything was so still and quiet.  I stood there observing…no birds in flight despite Daphne and Scooby running through the high grass where the pheasants live. The streets and highways were deserted. I could hear something, very softly. As I strained to hear it I discovered that it was a very fine mist falling on the handrail of the deck.  I looked up at the street lights, in that soft orb radiating from the bulb, to see that a mist was falling…so fine a mist that I couldn’t feel it.

The quiet and stillness of the scene reminded me of life in California, just before the Pomona earthquake hit.  Sitting in my car, outside of work, noting how still and quiet it was. No sooner had that thought left me head, every bird in the vicinity took off in flight, and a quaking that felt like people jumping up and down on the trunk of my car.

That was the thought that came to mind as I stood in silence, waiting for my dogs to return from their nightly wanderings. I had to remind myself that we don’t have earthquakes in North Dakota…for which I am thankful.

Sausage…BALLS?????

sausage-balls I bet, like me, you didn’t know sausages had balls! ROFL! Sorry, my mind always seems to revert to the gutter.

Last night, before bed, I was hanging out on a message board and one of the posts was looking for a Sausage Balls recipe. I’ve never had them…but I must say that they sounded GOOD!

I had all the ingrediants on hand, so, I took out the bulk pork sausage to defrost over night. Who knew it was going to turn out to be the perfect day to turn on the oven!

Over night the wind picked up.  Our house sits alone on 5 acres so we have nothing to protect us from the raw power of the winds whipping across the prairie. The wind that did pick up is COLD, and it’s picking up every grain of dirt and sand available. It’s so bad you can barely see beyond the house. Thankfully we did get a bit of rain before the wind picked up so that succeeded in keeping the dust storm down a bit.

So, I’ve digressed.  I got up and made the sausage balls and while they are cooking I thought I would post about them and the recipe in case anyone else would like to try them.

Sausage Balls
1 lb. Sausage
1 cup shredded cheese
1/2 cup grated onions
1 Tsp Garlic Powder
1 Tsp Pepper
1/2 Tsp Salt
1 Cup Bisquick mix

Mix all into approx 1″ balls and Bake at 400 deg for 10 – 15 min on a greased cookie sheet. Mine are still in the oven so I can’t comment on them…YET.  The boys are standing by the oven, salivating, waiting for the timer to go off.

Edited to add: These were good! I had bulk pork sausage, not breakfast sausage. They tasted like a sausage and cheese biscuit all rolled into a bite size container. I made a recipe and a half, and it made 34  1.5″ balls…we plowed through them! There are 10 left and the boys are already fighting over who gets to eat them tomorrow.